The powerful cultivators in the city

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next day.

"Of course not, how could you do this?"

Aunt Li was immediately very angry and refused sternly.

"I'll give you 50,000 yuan."

Ling Kai whispered.

Aunt Li was stunned and hesitated.

She was just a nanny, and she was naturally tempted to get 50,000 yuan unexpectedly.

"Anyway, the boy has left, and it's impossible to find him again."

Ling Kai looked at her face and continued to whisper, "And Miss Xueqing's root cause has not been cured, and my grandfather has to continue to treat her. It's good for you, me, and her to say that I cured her."

"Okay."

Aunt Li hesitated for a long time, but nodded out of greed.

Ling Kai smiled slightly.

"Mr. Ling, you are so shameless, does your grandfather know?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.

Ling Kai and Aunt Li were startled and turned around hurriedly, only to see Du Xueqing waking up at some point, leaning against the car door, looking at them with a sneer.

"Miss Xueqing, don't get me wrong, I just want to..."

Ling Kai's face changed color, and he wanted to explain.

Du Xueqing interrupted him: "You don't have to say it, I was looking forward to your Ling family's medical skills, but your character really disappointed me."

"Aunt Li, thank you for taking care of me all the time, but from today on, you should go back to your hometown. I will give you a pension as a reward for you all these years."

After saying that, Du Xueqing looked at Aunt Li again and sighed slightly.

"Miss, I was just confused for a moment, please..."

Aunt Li's face was pale, and she couldn't help crying.

Du Xueqing shook her head, walked to the driver's seat, sat in, and lightly pressed the ignition button.

The Maserati sports car roared.

"Miss Xueqing, please think about it again. You have a congenital hereditary heart disease. Only my grandfather can cure you."

Ling Kai said loudly unwillingly.

"That may not be the case."

Du Xueqing held the steering wheel with her left hand, opened her snow-white right hand, and smiled slightly.

In her palm was a work permit with a photo, which read Guangming Advertising Company, salesman Chen Hao.

It was dropped on the ground by Chen Hao when he was treating her just now, and was picked up by Du Xueqing.

"Chen Hao, I will find you."

Du Xueqing's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange look, and she drove the Maserati away.

...

"I'm too tight on money recently, let's borrow some money from Fatty first."

Chen Hao walked towards the bus stop while checking his mobile phone.

The fat man is called Wang Jie, a childhood friend of Chen Hao. He comes from a wealthy family and is a typical second-generation rich man. Although his father is very strict with him, he is still much better than Chen Hao, a loser.

After the phone was dialed, it rang for a long time before it was picked up. Before Chen Hao could speak, Wang Jie's voice with a crying tone sounded: "Chen Hao, I'm done!"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Hao was stunned.

"I lost money, a lot..."

Wang Jie cried.

"Fatty, you go gambling again!"

Chen Hao was a little angry immediately.

Wang Jie has a good personality and is a righteous person, but he has a gambling problem. Chen Hao has told him countless times to quit before, but Wang Jie always smiled and said that it's okay to gamble for fun.

"I lost two million, and they asked me to pay it back within a week. If my dad knew, he would beat me to death..."

Wang Jie cried bitterly.

"How did you lose so much?"

Chen Hao was shocked. "Besides, where did you get so much money? Isn't your father very strict with you?"

"I wrote them an IOU."

Wang Jie cried.

Chen Hao was speechless.

"Where are you? I'll be there soon."

He asked calmly.

Two million is not a small amount. The fat man might have been tricked.

Wang Jie gave an address.

Chen Hao hung up the phone, walked to the street, and stopped a taxi.

Fifteen minutes later, Chen Hao rushed to a high-end club.

As soon as he got off the car, he saw Wang Jie sitting on a wooden chair in front of the club in a daze.

"What's going on?"

Chen Hao walked over, patted him on the shoulder, sat down and asked.

Wang Jie narrated listlessly.

It turned out that not long ago, Wang Jie met a man named Li Wei at a gambling game, and they became friends after gambling a few times. Today, Li Wei said he would take Wang Jie to see the casino, and Wang Jie followed him out of curiosity. At the beginning, he won a lot, but later he lost continuously. Wang Jie was unwilling to give up. After losing all his cash, he wrote an IOU and continued to gamble. As a result, he lost two million without knowing why.

"You have lost everything. If you don't gamble, it's over. Why do you want to bet on me?"

Why do you need to write an IOU?" Chen Hao asked in confusion after hearing this. "I don't know what happened. I was like a possessed person. The more I lost, the more I wanted to win back. Then I got deeper and deeper into it. If it weren't for the casino people who forced me out, I'm afraid I would still be gambling now." Wang Jie touched his head in annoyance. "Take me in, I'll meet that Li Wei." Chen Hao heard this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "Why? You don't know how to gamble." Wang Jie was stunned. "Do you want to get your money back?" Chen Hao said directly. "Of course I do, but what can you do?" Wang Jie said. "If you want to get it back, just listen to me. Don't worry, I have a way." Chen Hao said firmly. Wang Jie looked at him blankly. I don't know why, but suddenly I felt that this friend seemed different from before. "Don't be stupid, do as I say. "

Chen Hao pushed him and whispered a few words.

"Okay, then I'll try my best."

Wang Jie gritted his teeth. Anyway, Chen Hao would definitely not cheat him.

The two entered the club.

When they came to the chess and card room on the second floor of the basement, a smoky smell hit them in the face.

Many gamblers gathered in front of the tables, their eyes red, shouting and yelling.

"That's Li Wei."

Wang Jie pointed.

Chen Hao looked over and saw a man in his thirties with a mustache who looked very social sitting in front of an empty chess and card table. He was sitting with his legs crossed and smoking a cigarette contentedly.

To the left of Li Wei sat a young man in a flowered shirt, and opposite him was a bald man with a face full of flesh. Both of them were big and strong, with tattoos on their arms, and they didn't look like good people.

"Damn it, if it weren't for the bad things done by the casino people, we could at least make that fat guy lose five million today! "

The bald man was cursing.

"Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear us. Sister Ling is protecting this place."

Li Wei frowned.

The bald man's face changed, and he quickly stopped talking.

"Brother Li, does the little fat guy really have the money to pay back? Don't make us work hard to set up a trap, and finally get nothing."

The man in the flowered shirt asked.

"Don't worry."

Li Wei exhaled a puff of smoke, "I have already investigated it clearly. The little fat guy's father is in the engineering industry. There are at least tens of millions of dollars in the family. Two million must be taken out."

"That's good, it's worth it for you to be brothers with him for so many days to catch this big fish."

The man in the flowered shirt smiled.

"This kind of stupid rich second generation is the easiest to deceive."

Li Wei smiled triumphantly.

"Asshole, it turns out that you set up a trap to frame me!"

Wang Jie was furious when he heard it, and he couldn't help but rush over.

"Don't be impulsive. "

Chen Hao stretched out his hand to stop him, "Let's settle this account with them bit by bit."

Wang Jie held his breath and nodded.

The two walked over.